The story provided below was made last year. I once posted this in my friendster account but I deleted it because of someone's request. I don't want to cause harm in posting this. I just want to share my story hoping that it can give some inspiration or warning to those who would be able read it.
I'm already okay. Gradually, I'm learning to move on. It still hurts. But I know time can heal whatever pain I'm going through. It takes times... I know it will happen soon...
“LOVE CONQUERS ALL?”
Love conquers all, a worn-out line about love. Does love really conquer all? Is love an enough reason for love stories to have happy endings? These questions have been running in my mind for how many years. Unfortunately, fortunately though, I have found the answers to my questions from a painful experience.
People often say that love will always find its way to have happy endings. I beg to disagree... I’ve been journeying in this life for twenty years and I have gone through a lot of challenges and difficulties. I have experienced the feeling of being in love. I have loved and been loved. With these experiences, I could say that not all love stories have happy endings. Love is not a sufficient reason for couples to end up together. (Sounds bitter? Forgive me but perhaps some will agree with me.) My last relationship best supports my argument. We both believe that our love for each other will conquer all the complexities that will come along our way. Sad to say, we were wrong.
My love story is like a fairy tale story- full of challenges and difficulties. Unlike all fairy tale stories, mine did not have a happy ending… My love story started when I had my internship in one of the government institutions of this country. He was one of my supervisors. My research assignments in the legislative department paved way for love to kindle between us. When my internship has ended, we started exchanging messages and calls. During those times, I never thought that I will be in love with him… Until one day, we decided to go on date.
It was a simple date but full of fond memories. Actually, whenever I think of it, I can’t help but to smile and cherish the memories. I will never forget that day for it was the time when I knew him better -- his secrets, life’s sufferings and a lot more.
Love has totally developed… On June 14, 2006, we decided to put things in the right place. Despite the fact that we belonged to two different worlds (He’s a Muslim, I am a Christian), we decided to formally enter into a commitment or a relationship.
He was a sweet, loving and caring boyfriend. I could not explain the happiness I felt during those times I was with him. (I hope he also felt the same) The smooth flow of our relationship did not stay that long. Problems had started coming, one of which is the bar exam. But the most intricate among these was when he was made to stop communicating with me by his parents. He was an obedient son. For almost a month and a half, there was no communication. I was sending e-mail messages to him, hoping that he’ll get to read them. Unluckily, I did not receive any reply…
I was clueless then if he will be coming back. I kept on waiting until one day, he came back… The love story continued but not that long…
Two weeks after his coming, he broke my heart again. He has decided to follow what his family wants. He gave up the relationship. When I heard about this, it seems that I’m carrying the whole world on my shoulders. It was so painful and heartbreaking… I did not have any choice but to accept and move-on.
Moving on was not that easy for both of us. Everyday was a constant struggle to forget the pain and find healing. We have tried our very best to go on with our lives. But our hearts had been so insistent to be together again. After months of loneliness and sadness, we found ourselves still in love with one another. So, we decided to have another try despite the uncertainties and obstacles our relationship may bring.
Our last try lasted for six months. During those months, I thought we can already be victorious to rise above everything and everyone. It was a perfect relationship for me. It was a relationship that molded me to be a better and stronger person. It was something that brought out the best in me.
June 2, 2007, twelve days before our anniversary, everything has really found its end. I received a message from him which says “Nagkamali ako. Hindi kita minahal. I was just playing. Really. Don’t take it seriously.” I grew numb upon reading this message. I do not know what to feel and what to do. Questions started coming into my mind. Was he really the one who texted me? Why did he do that to me? Did he ever love me? These questions are still in my mind. I am hoping that one day, the answers will come.
I don’t know what lies for me in the future. I am not anymore praying that our love story will have another chapter. I have already accepted the fact that he is not mine and that he is already happy with his family. What I am praying now is for me to find healing and forgiveness. I pray that I can forgive him for all the pains he brought into my life. I pray that I can forgive myself from loving an unworthy man. I pray that I can still give myself a chance to love again. I pray that one day I can say that love really conquers all.
Love conquers all, a worn-out line about love. Does love really conquer all? Is love an enough reason for love stories to have happy endings? These questions have been running in my mind for how many years. Unfortunately, fortunately though, I have found the answers to my questions from a painful experience.
People often say that love will always find its way to have happy endings. I beg to disagree... I’ve been journeying in this life for twenty years and I have gone through a lot of challenges and difficulties. I have experienced the feeling of being in love. I have loved and been loved. With these experiences, I could say that not all love stories have happy endings. Love is not a sufficient reason for couples to end up together. (Sounds bitter? Forgive me but perhaps some will agree with me.) My last relationship best supports my argument. We both believe that our love for each other will conquer all the complexities that will come along our way. Sad to say, we were wrong.
My love story is like a fairy tale story- full of challenges and difficulties. Unlike all fairy tale stories, mine did not have a happy ending… My love story started when I had my internship in one of the government institutions of this country. He was one of my supervisors. My research assignments in the legislative department paved way for love to kindle between us. When my internship has ended, we started exchanging messages and calls. During those times, I never thought that I will be in love with him… Until one day, we decided to go on date.
It was a simple date but full of fond memories. Actually, whenever I think of it, I can’t help but to smile and cherish the memories. I will never forget that day for it was the time when I knew him better -- his secrets, life’s sufferings and a lot more.
Love has totally developed… On June 14, 2006, we decided to put things in the right place. Despite the fact that we belonged to two different worlds (He’s a Muslim, I am a Christian), we decided to formally enter into a commitment or a relationship.
He was a sweet, loving and caring boyfriend. I could not explain the happiness I felt during those times I was with him. (I hope he also felt the same) The smooth flow of our relationship did not stay that long. Problems had started coming, one of which is the bar exam. But the most intricate among these was when he was made to stop communicating with me by his parents. He was an obedient son. For almost a month and a half, there was no communication. I was sending e-mail messages to him, hoping that he’ll get to read them. Unluckily, I did not receive any reply…
I was clueless then if he will be coming back. I kept on waiting until one day, he came back… The love story continued but not that long…
Two weeks after his coming, he broke my heart again. He has decided to follow what his family wants. He gave up the relationship. When I heard about this, it seems that I’m carrying the whole world on my shoulders. It was so painful and heartbreaking… I did not have any choice but to accept and move-on.
Moving on was not that easy for both of us. Everyday was a constant struggle to forget the pain and find healing. We have tried our very best to go on with our lives. But our hearts had been so insistent to be together again. After months of loneliness and sadness, we found ourselves still in love with one another. So, we decided to have another try despite the uncertainties and obstacles our relationship may bring.
Our last try lasted for six months. During those months, I thought we can already be victorious to rise above everything and everyone. It was a perfect relationship for me. It was a relationship that molded me to be a better and stronger person. It was something that brought out the best in me.
June 2, 2007, twelve days before our anniversary, everything has really found its end. I received a message from him which says “Nagkamali ako. Hindi kita minahal. I was just playing. Really. Don’t take it seriously.” I grew numb upon reading this message. I do not know what to feel and what to do. Questions started coming into my mind. Was he really the one who texted me? Why did he do that to me? Did he ever love me? These questions are still in my mind. I am hoping that one day, the answers will come.
I don’t know what lies for me in the future. I am not anymore praying that our love story will have another chapter. I have already accepted the fact that he is not mine and that he is already happy with his family. What I am praying now is for me to find healing and forgiveness. I pray that I can forgive him for all the pains he brought into my life. I pray that I can forgive myself from loving an unworthy man. I pray that I can still give myself a chance to love again. I pray that one day I can say that love really conquers all.
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